Wednesday, 2 March 2016

I'm a-telling you - Ms Rebel from Wicked Wednesday seems to have some sort of psychic ability when choosing the weekly prompts - and whether I manage to find the time to take part or not, almost without fail there is a theme which is particularly relevant - this week is no exception.

It's all about Growing Older.

So Three things.

1 - I am now 40 years old! I have been a little down' in the dumps recently and you can generally tell if I haven't posted for a few days - this has been almost 2 weeks - but what pulled me out of my sparkleless moments, why, everyone wishing me a happy birthday on Monday! Twitter and Facebook friends have just been wonderful to me - look at this amazing gift from Oleander Plume:

2 - I missed Sinful Sunday this week but these are the images I'd prepared. My roses from Valentine's Day - this is them two weeks later in differing stages of bloom and decay. I love how they become more intimate somehow as they age.

When I was at school, the art teacher took us a gallery and stopped to look at a flower painting 'Yawn,' I thought and sagged as only a teen can, probably blew a bubble gum bubble and rolled my eyes. But when he said, "So at first we look at this and see flowers, but the closer we look, it is of course, all about women." My ears pricked and my heart raced. There was something in his tone that hinted at the 'adult' side of things. I leaned and and tried hard to capture a whiff of the sexuality that dripped from his description. At the time, I wanted to, but I couldn't see it. However, as I grew older and began to appreciate the sensual side of everything, I began to see.

3 - This might be the last post from me here (though, knowing me...) - I have thrown off my training bra and decided to go 'self-hosted' - so no more fears of being told I'm a naughty girl from Blogger - no more tentatively putting up a nude picture with the nagging fear that my blog may be shut down. No, I am riding my two-wheeler all by myself! With a big bit of help from the fantastic and ever patient @DomSigns and my pal Dogstarline. :D I will now be at TabithaRayne.com - still in it's infancy so please be gentle with me...
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Love and more love for sticking with me as I take my baby steps into growing older...

Friday, 19 February 2016

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Monday, 15 February 2016

Yes, yes you can see me. You can see me being pummelled and
fucked. You can see my legs spread wide as balls slap my ass. Yes, you can hear
my yelps of delight as hands grip my flesh as he tenses. And yes, you can see
one more in front of you, watching too, cock in fist, pumping to the rhythm of
our fucking. But can you see the others? You have been instructed not to turn.
You have been instructed to give all attention to the action in front of you.
But I can see it. I can look past the flexing muscles and watch it all.

Now you want to twist and see but you mustn’t. Can you
guess? Can you guess how many by the hissing of breath and slapping noises of fisted
palms on flesh?

My cunt clenches at the thought of you watching me. Of you
all watching. I want you all, all of you, all at once.

Come forward, I
command, and you move as one seething mass, looming closer, frantically pulling
yourselves off around me.

Faster, faster, I
urge, as you all pump as one, fucking me with bodies and eyes and fingers and
fists. My pleasure mounts and tightens around the relentless dick inside me and
I clutch and spasm, shuddering into an almighty climax as the rain of a
thousand jizzing cocks spatters over my panting body.

And here's the prompt from Kayla - my goodness! I hardly dare post it :D

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Wednesday, 10 February 2016

Here's something a little different - more of a hint of a menage or voyeuristic self pleasure. It's difficult to tell who or what is involved, if anything - is it the forest itself or a stranger? Is it not happening at all? If you manage to get all the way to the end, there is a story to this - it's longer than the WW rules state by 300 words so I apologise if you're short of time.

Anyonecouldfindherhere—bandits,guards…Shetriedtorationalizeherfearbut
herphysiologytookover,floodinghersenseswithfight-or-flightcortisones.Thesensationstartedinherchestandswelled,radiatingtoeverycell,makinghersoaraboveherselfandstaredownatthesightofanaked,disheveledforestnymph,boundandhanging.Theimaginedsightmadeherpartherlegsandbeardown,catchingherarousalinherabdomenandforcingitintoherpussy,where shetriedtofocusalltheenergythatwasthreateningtosendheroutofcontrol.Ittookallherconcentrationtokeepeverythingcenteredthere—allherfear,desire,lust,euphoria—butsheknew it was essentialsomehow.

Astheadrenalinandfever-likeshudderingslowed,Deborahfilledherlungswiththehot,sweet day. She was dazed and her body felt bruised and torn, her pussy stretchedbeyondanythingshe’dfeltwithMarcus.Shelookedaround forthevoyeurbuttherewasnothingthere.Assheslumpedinexhaustion,therestraintsslideasilyfromherwristsandshecollapsedtothe forestfloor.Hadshebeenabletogetfreeallalong?
ShelookedaroundtoseeMarcusleaningagainstoneofthetreesthathadheldher.

So this is from Taking Flight - the second book in my Clockwork Butterfly Trilogy - I've had to remove the paperback from sale as I noticed an error in the cover of the book - grrrrr - if I stared at it once, I stared at it a million times. It's published by Beachwalk in Ebook form but I got some printed myself and designed the cover so it is totally my fault! So, the treat for getting to the end is that if you fancy one and are in the UK I'll send it for five bucks (£5 - usually £6.99) and I'll even cover your postage. There's a limited amount so first to email me... tabitharayne@gmail.com

Happy reading!
Again, my apologies for the long post but I couldn't find a suitable spot to stop!